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Song title: Big Daddy Kane - Death Sentence

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I break out in a cold sweat, rip up the whole set
Im about as bad as you can get
Comin from bed-stuy, thats where they do or die
Forget about the lions and tigers and bears, oh my
Its not a fairy tale, a myth, its a musical uplift
And Im the wrong one to mess with
I roll on rappers like a cherokee, bake em up merrily
Just like the cooks at sara lee
Erase, replace, disgrace, and chase, unlace your face
And place a neck brace, about-face
And get to steppin, because my lethal weapon
Is blowin too fast, while youre slow as catherine hepburn
What you need is a little more speed, style and flavor
But it still wouldnt save ya
So to the rear, step off and let the man flex
Cuz I can hang tighter to the groove than spandex
I snatch the mic whith grace, always with a plan
And ceell cut the recored up like edward scissorhands
Rock the soul shack, I cant hold back
Four years standin and I still got the knack
Cuz I remember when I first did it
The comments that were goin around from the next critic
Like yeah, he sound alright, but still will he hold?
And now my black ass is still here like billy joel
One hip-hopper that dont have to sound proper
My broken english you can still distinguish
And I dont have no image or no gimmicks
And I dont have no bounds or no limits
The kanell keep goin, and growin, and flowin
And showin any mc, I got the best finesse to manifest
Cuz I pull cards like some type of retard
Hittin mcs hard, and any other rass claaad
Im the predator to any competitor
Scorchin and damagin and stompin et cetera
And any mc that tries to test me
Im swellin up his jaws mor than dizzy gillespie
Crushin all dreams you thought were possible
I turn into nightmares you have in the hospital
I couldnt count the rappes I be servin
If defeat was sex, huh, Id be a virgin
My match aint been found, movin around, breakin em down
Where the ground, never the clown, how that sound?
Dont get gassed, cuz boy you wont last
So take your crippled rhymes and put em in a cast
Youre too pathetic, bring in a paramedic
To heal your sick rhymes, cuz man, you aint poetic
Youre just a cheap little hooker and I gotta overlook a
Mc thats wack, ya little bogger
And stand clear of the mic that Im rippin
As im......? ? ?
And get your jury and a good defendant
Cuz Im servin a death sentence...